Solaris
There is a tribal suspense in the music. A build up. The air is stale and warm from the afternoon sun. A sandy cocktail of tension and seriousness. A rover cut across my view kicking up a thick brown wall of dust. Then...in a synchrotone of gunfire and grand militaristic music, the SM-1 fired off. Flowing that, the bushmaster guns fired off in rapid burst while the AGLs grenade the distant targets.In the background, the coAXs and HMG formed a steady tat-a-tat. Such is a beautiful masterpiece. A symphony of might and firepower.
An entire afternoon dedicated to preparing for Delta Wing OCS visit. Young recruits with their one white bar wearing their lanyard. A bunch or A-Level scholars deemed as the so called high-flyers. Well I do know of some who eventually become good officers but the impression left is still that of stuck up 1 bar generals who think that they are one notch above everyone else. I must confess at this juncture that I still do respect officers for good cause and I have nothing against them.What puzzles me is the purpose behind it. 3 days squeezed out from the already pack schedule. Combat team training pushed back...to prepare for a performance....for cadets. Good job. Loads of all kind of ammunitions seldom used are now churned out for a display for fire power demostration. For the uninitiated, you never ever fire the AGL nor SM-1 main gun for training. Interesting.
For me, the week has been rather broken up mainly because of the off I took on tuesdays. All in all it a very slack week. Delta is the in word now. Cool isn't it. Looking back, I see an assortment of memorable events. The star gazing...the sun-tanning....the foot navex....the clubbing. Beauty is what you get out of enjoying every moment in life.
I remember that on monday night, I was slacking on top of my stead waiting for handover. Somehow i just happen to notice that the night was an unfamiliar black. The night sky was painted with un-numbered sparks. And everyone shines. To my own amazement, yup a sentimental side of me emerged and I was happily gazing at the universe. For the same reason I guess, I couldn't help but wanted to tell rain about how nice it was. But then it seemed kinda inappropriate due to the time-zones and well, I thought I shouldn't disturb her studying. Still, I was excited and I wanted to share this excitement. Then I thought of siow ween whom I thought would be much in tune with this kind of fantasy-dreamlike starry atmosphere. The fact that I have read more than 2 other blogs mention about star gazing wasn't something unexpected. The past weeks have seen clear bright sunny days. And thus the undisturbed night sky.
A number of people noticed that I rather sit in a unsheltered area or simply lie on the BX while the sun glares from above. My face is a little red after the few days of tanning. And I do love the tan colour that is beginning to show.Plus the haircut I got on WED. I am really quiet satisfied with my looks now. HAHA. Neh to those who would laugh at my egoistic and self-catered flattery.Eh. Confidence cannot be spelt. Its sensed. And yep. A number of people have sensed this surge of confidence in my over te past few days.Yeah. My altar-EGO is building again. What I am about to mention is illegal in military context. Probably unacceptable by my parents. A great waste of money. Quite embarrasing but still.........its all about living for the moment.
Thursday night.We wanted to go to embargo. Its closed down. Went to zouk next. The crowd didn't suit us. Went to ChinaBlack.Its closed as well. And so on to rouge which was thankfully open. The music was inviting. Pang said its good. But when we reach there, the crowd was a mere 20 30 people. mostly in large groups. The bottomline, there was no one eye-worthy. A bunch of girls who look like they were sec 2 were dancing. Immediate comment from pang was that they are probably philipino maids. WHo knows? SO we went to drink instead and spent quite a heafty sum on it. even though it was one-for one. Drank like 2X burbon coke 1X gin lime 2 X tequila pop. Reason why we really drank so much is that it wasn't worth dancing. Well being honest, the lack of femanine presence on the dance floor was really quite discouraging. Whatever it is, its a thursday night and since we are already out of camp, might as well make it worse so we went to dance. Pang told me a caught quite some eyes cos I was really getting into the dance mood and so was kinda daring with the dance. Which probably made me stand out cos the crowd yesterday was really mood spoiling. They were just shaking around, rocking here and there. Well. Not quite the party mood it makes I would say. ANd i didn't realise that. So went pang told me, I looked around and saw how uninterested the crowd was with the music. Made me lose the dancing mood and so we went to drink more. Which was a bad move. Cos by then nick pang was getting DRUNK and the crowd was getting IN and HIGH. Caught eyes on some babes and made the move. But lets skip this part altogether. This does not a blog deem suitable. Well. Nick pang in all his 'Kelvin knows what' just won't heed my advice and insisted on graveyard. I told him I am not gonna drink but he still won't listen. Why get drunk when the purpose is to party. Gosh. And good move I made. That he being the 'better drinker' finish both glasses of graveyard himself with only the slightest assistance from yours truly. Better one be drunk then both. Guess what. As expected, he was dirt drunk and puke all over cineleisure, all the way on the ride back to camp, all over yew tee mrt, all the way back to kranji camp. Ok too much of an exageration here but...everytime I thought he is done with the puking, there is just more to come. And while he could happily sleep I had to stay awake so that we don't get robbed and there is someoen to keep track of the time. Well. In short. I didn't get to sleep but had to help that poor friend of mine. I too was in quite a bad state but not that bad at least. Wah, it was really quite a bad night. Touring all the clubs that we didn't get to enter was a bad start. The feeling of controlling your gut simply sucks and i swore i wanted to give up drinking all in all.So did that poor chap. ahah. Then when we finally got back to camp I slept for only 3 hours before the day started. While that Guy was still suffering from the lack of sleep plus sick feeling, I was all fine by the time I woke up. Hee. Maybe because of an unexpectecd good morning msg. Which was really sweet. ...kaoz a guy saying that....i really beginning to sound like a girl already.So sweet...ah crap... Back to my point. Amazingly, my desperate attempt to sleep in the afternoon failed. I jst couldn't sleep. Maybe because it was too hot. But still, I don't know why i ain't tired at all. Was a pure sun tanning afternoon for me.
I think I forgot to mention that I went to tour a large part of area D yesterday. Walking, running to the objectives to check them out. Its really quite a sensation to stand on Irene which overlooks a waterbody and a few other knolls. Wao. I felt really great then. It was windy and cooling despite the sun. Ought to go there again someday. Spent an hour walking around and getting familiar with the place so that I know the terrain. Yep. SImply walking with confidence knowing that I will get back to BMR. Agh.And i didn't mention that its a live firing area. All the guns I talked about earlier on were firing from BMR south-wards. ie towards my location. So...hmm...thrilling...but stupid and deserving of a few extras. haha.If any of them fire over the butt I think it would have well landed near me. Haha.ok. Keep quite please.
That sums up my week I would say. Everything I did just felt fun and refreshing. Even the getting drunk part was refreshing in a meaningful way. Its really kinda 'no-life' if you never get drunk before during your youth. Still, the idea of drunking sorrows is now totally gone from my head. The entire package of sick feeling doesn't help with anything except make you feel worse. What I am trying to say here is. Enjoy every single moment of life. Enjoy getting lost so that you can now challenge yourself to find your way back. Enjoy getting drunk so you know that it sucks. Enjoy the live-firing even if you think its a waste of time.Whats more important than being happy?
An entire afternoon dedicated to preparing for Delta Wing OCS visit. Young recruits with their one white bar wearing their lanyard. A bunch or A-Level scholars deemed as the so called high-flyers. Well I do know of some who eventually become good officers but the impression left is still that of stuck up 1 bar generals who think that they are one notch above everyone else. I must confess at this juncture that I still do respect officers for good cause and I have nothing against them.What puzzles me is the purpose behind it. 3 days squeezed out from the already pack schedule. Combat team training pushed back...to prepare for a performance....for cadets. Good job. Loads of all kind of ammunitions seldom used are now churned out for a display for fire power demostration. For the uninitiated, you never ever fire the AGL nor SM-1 main gun for training. Interesting.
For me, the week has been rather broken up mainly because of the off I took on tuesdays. All in all it a very slack week. Delta is the in word now. Cool isn't it. Looking back, I see an assortment of memorable events. The star gazing...the sun-tanning....the foot navex....the clubbing. Beauty is what you get out of enjoying every moment in life.
I remember that on monday night, I was slacking on top of my stead waiting for handover. Somehow i just happen to notice that the night was an unfamiliar black. The night sky was painted with un-numbered sparks. And everyone shines. To my own amazement, yup a sentimental side of me emerged and I was happily gazing at the universe. For the same reason I guess, I couldn't help but wanted to tell rain about how nice it was. But then it seemed kinda inappropriate due to the time-zones and well, I thought I shouldn't disturb her studying. Still, I was excited and I wanted to share this excitement. Then I thought of siow ween whom I thought would be much in tune with this kind of fantasy-dreamlike starry atmosphere. The fact that I have read more than 2 other blogs mention about star gazing wasn't something unexpected. The past weeks have seen clear bright sunny days. And thus the undisturbed night sky.
A number of people noticed that I rather sit in a unsheltered area or simply lie on the BX while the sun glares from above. My face is a little red after the few days of tanning. And I do love the tan colour that is beginning to show.Plus the haircut I got on WED. I am really quiet satisfied with my looks now. HAHA. Neh to those who would laugh at my egoistic and self-catered flattery.Eh. Confidence cannot be spelt. Its sensed. And yep. A number of people have sensed this surge of confidence in my over te past few days.Yeah. My altar-EGO is building again. What I am about to mention is illegal in military context. Probably unacceptable by my parents. A great waste of money. Quite embarrasing but still.........its all about living for the moment.
Thursday night.We wanted to go to embargo. Its closed down. Went to zouk next. The crowd didn't suit us. Went to ChinaBlack.Its closed as well. And so on to rouge which was thankfully open. The music was inviting. Pang said its good. But when we reach there, the crowd was a mere 20 30 people. mostly in large groups. The bottomline, there was no one eye-worthy. A bunch of girls who look like they were sec 2 were dancing. Immediate comment from pang was that they are probably philipino maids. WHo knows? SO we went to drink instead and spent quite a heafty sum on it. even though it was one-for one. Drank like 2X burbon coke 1X gin lime 2 X tequila pop. Reason why we really drank so much is that it wasn't worth dancing. Well being honest, the lack of femanine presence on the dance floor was really quite discouraging. Whatever it is, its a thursday night and since we are already out of camp, might as well make it worse so we went to dance. Pang told me a caught quite some eyes cos I was really getting into the dance mood and so was kinda daring with the dance. Which probably made me stand out cos the crowd yesterday was really mood spoiling. They were just shaking around, rocking here and there. Well. Not quite the party mood it makes I would say. ANd i didn't realise that. So went pang told me, I looked around and saw how uninterested the crowd was with the music. Made me lose the dancing mood and so we went to drink more. Which was a bad move. Cos by then nick pang was getting DRUNK and the crowd was getting IN and HIGH. Caught eyes on some babes and made the move. But lets skip this part altogether. This does not a blog deem suitable. Well. Nick pang in all his 'Kelvin knows what' just won't heed my advice and insisted on graveyard. I told him I am not gonna drink but he still won't listen. Why get drunk when the purpose is to party. Gosh. And good move I made. That he being the 'better drinker' finish both glasses of graveyard himself with only the slightest assistance from yours truly. Better one be drunk then both. Guess what. As expected, he was dirt drunk and puke all over cineleisure, all the way on the ride back to camp, all over yew tee mrt, all the way back to kranji camp. Ok too much of an exageration here but...everytime I thought he is done with the puking, there is just more to come. And while he could happily sleep I had to stay awake so that we don't get robbed and there is someoen to keep track of the time. Well. In short. I didn't get to sleep but had to help that poor friend of mine. I too was in quite a bad state but not that bad at least. Wah, it was really quite a bad night. Touring all the clubs that we didn't get to enter was a bad start. The feeling of controlling your gut simply sucks and i swore i wanted to give up drinking all in all.So did that poor chap. ahah. Then when we finally got back to camp I slept for only 3 hours before the day started. While that Guy was still suffering from the lack of sleep plus sick feeling, I was all fine by the time I woke up. Hee. Maybe because of an unexpectecd good morning msg. Which was really sweet. ...kaoz a guy saying that....i really beginning to sound like a girl already.So sweet...ah crap... Back to my point. Amazingly, my desperate attempt to sleep in the afternoon failed. I jst couldn't sleep. Maybe because it was too hot. But still, I don't know why i ain't tired at all. Was a pure sun tanning afternoon for me.
I think I forgot to mention that I went to tour a large part of area D yesterday. Walking, running to the objectives to check them out. Its really quite a sensation to stand on Irene which overlooks a waterbody and a few other knolls. Wao. I felt really great then. It was windy and cooling despite the sun. Ought to go there again someday. Spent an hour walking around and getting familiar with the place so that I know the terrain. Yep. SImply walking with confidence knowing that I will get back to BMR. Agh.And i didn't mention that its a live firing area. All the guns I talked about earlier on were firing from BMR south-wards. ie towards my location. So...hmm...thrilling...but stupid and deserving of a few extras. haha.If any of them fire over the butt I think it would have well landed near me. Haha.ok. Keep quite please.
That sums up my week I would say. Everything I did just felt fun and refreshing. Even the getting drunk part was refreshing in a meaningful way. Its really kinda 'no-life' if you never get drunk before during your youth. Still, the idea of drunking sorrows is now totally gone from my head. The entire package of sick feeling doesn't help with anything except make you feel worse. What I am trying to say here is. Enjoy every single moment of life. Enjoy getting lost so that you can now challenge yourself to find your way back. Enjoy getting drunk so you know that it sucks. Enjoy the live-firing even if you think its a waste of time.Whats more important than being happy?
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